A Wo/Man's Soul...
A man; a woman, come together on a special night. 9 months later they are blessed with a child. For myself, my parents had 2 special nights and I was the result of the second one. In today's world, its very hard for many to cipher on what a family is today. With adoption, the pro-choice, pro-life battle, homosexuality; it can get a little confusing to anyone at any given time. As for me, its not; not by far. I follow where my soul came from; a soul that only a mother can give...
I guess the first question is, "Why did your mom give you a soul and not your father"? Granted its a good question and might differ between people, but I think in your own heart your soul is a result of a mothers love. Be it, male or female, your mom has known you through your whole existence. From the time of the "special night" to the time you reach God himself, until you meet up again in the afterlife. A mother's love is something that really can not be expressed in words, but you can see if in everyday life as they work with their child. I recently went to Lauren's BBQ this past weekend, and her and her mother are very similar in the way they "parent". Please don't mistake the world "parent" as a word for raising a child, but more of a way they both work to accomplish a goal, that's not dealing with work, dealing mostly with family situations. As Lauren put on the BBQ, her mother was her "right hand woman" through the whole ordeal. Was it a shock to me? Not at all, I have seen the both of them pull off amazing things, this past weekend being one of many. I guess this would be a good time to Thank her for bring up a woman who can fuss, argue, love and cherish the author of this blog :)
The day after the BBQ, I went to see my own mother...the mother who gave birth to me, as I have about 4-5 "mothers" in my life. I can say with no remorse that me and my mom are almost the same person. I have known that ever since I was alive, which is why I coined the title "A Wo/Man's Soul". My mother and I have a connection, one that only me and her have. We know when something is wrong and know when something is right. I talk to my mom, but not as much as my dad. I worry more about my father more than my mom cause I know that she is alright. Its weird, we communicate when we need to, but don't think that the times were we don't speak is filled with hate, remorse or guilt. I have gone months without talking to her, but never worried about her, if I did I would call her that very second. Were my dad I talk to weekly/daily to make sure he is ok. (Nothing wrong, but just checking in).
Back to this past sunday, as I sat in my mom's house, I took in the atmostphere, quiet, simple, and relaxing. No computer, nothing too flashy. A place where I can come and feel at peace. Its like a relaxing vacation when I visit. The atmostphere also is a testiment to her as a person, she is everything good in me. I always believe that your "good" side comes from your mother and your ego/athletics and your "drive" comes from your fathers side.
Mothers are the single element that I feel that every man needs in his life. A mother is what makes that child she carried for 9 months into a man who will then pick someone to which he feels can be a great mother to their own children. That old saying is true, men want their wifes to be like their mothers...and honestly, I don't think I can lose on that one....
Love Ya Mom....All of 'em
I guess the first question is, "Why did your mom give you a soul and not your father"? Granted its a good question and might differ between people, but I think in your own heart your soul is a result of a mothers love. Be it, male or female, your mom has known you through your whole existence. From the time of the "special night" to the time you reach God himself, until you meet up again in the afterlife. A mother's love is something that really can not be expressed in words, but you can see if in everyday life as they work with their child. I recently went to Lauren's BBQ this past weekend, and her and her mother are very similar in the way they "parent". Please don't mistake the world "parent" as a word for raising a child, but more of a way they both work to accomplish a goal, that's not dealing with work, dealing mostly with family situations. As Lauren put on the BBQ, her mother was her "right hand woman" through the whole ordeal. Was it a shock to me? Not at all, I have seen the both of them pull off amazing things, this past weekend being one of many. I guess this would be a good time to Thank her for bring up a woman who can fuss, argue, love and cherish the author of this blog :)
The day after the BBQ, I went to see my own mother...the mother who gave birth to me, as I have about 4-5 "mothers" in my life. I can say with no remorse that me and my mom are almost the same person. I have known that ever since I was alive, which is why I coined the title "A Wo/Man's Soul". My mother and I have a connection, one that only me and her have. We know when something is wrong and know when something is right. I talk to my mom, but not as much as my dad. I worry more about my father more than my mom cause I know that she is alright. Its weird, we communicate when we need to, but don't think that the times were we don't speak is filled with hate, remorse or guilt. I have gone months without talking to her, but never worried about her, if I did I would call her that very second. Were my dad I talk to weekly/daily to make sure he is ok. (Nothing wrong, but just checking in).
Back to this past sunday, as I sat in my mom's house, I took in the atmostphere, quiet, simple, and relaxing. No computer, nothing too flashy. A place where I can come and feel at peace. Its like a relaxing vacation when I visit. The atmostphere also is a testiment to her as a person, she is everything good in me. I always believe that your "good" side comes from your mother and your ego/athletics and your "drive" comes from your fathers side.
Mothers are the single element that I feel that every man needs in his life. A mother is what makes that child she carried for 9 months into a man who will then pick someone to which he feels can be a great mother to their own children. That old saying is true, men want their wifes to be like their mothers...and honestly, I don't think I can lose on that one....
Love Ya Mom....All of 'em
posted by BMass at 21:25
1 Comments:
As one of your "moms", I am deeply touched by this entry in your blog. Even if I wasn't one of those lucky ones, I would be moved. As mothers we hope to make such a connection with our children... but sometimes it doesn't happen. Other times, we believe it is there, but don't know if our sons/daughters feel the same. It was wonderful to hear that the connection is there for you and your mom.. that you both feel it and acknowledge it. May that connection be with you always.
Love ya,
One of your other moms
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